I don’t wanna be tied down - the only difference I see
between a leash and a noose is just 90 degrees.
now we all got our demons, but when the spirit took command
he danced with the serpent, holding death within his hands
he was a born again sinner, the congregation was his rock
but the shame of the shepherd is the stray of the flock
and at the Moon Winx Lodge, he saw them with his own eyes
a leaf reveals it’s true color only days before it dies
he was fresh from the county on that Alabama night
he turned a new leaf, it was love at first light
he found comfort in her arms, on those winter afternoons
and with his grandmother’s ring, they were married in June
but jealousy burns like venom over time
when power over death is just a trick of the mind
June, June, my June
Not you, no no not you Juney Juney
My June, no no not you
My June
songs of the serpent chase the meek from the well
he said “belief in the Devil’s just an easier sell”
he returned to the pulpit, took a swig of strycnine
repeated Mark 16 the verse 18 line
headlights in the window, poured another round
the shed remained silent save the rattling sound
Wiped down his pistol, with a prayer for mankind
you know it must get lonely being Jesus sometimes
well he drew back of his hand and he called her whore
blood filled her mouth and she ran for door
grabbed her by the wrist, threw her hand in the cage
dragged a pipe along the edge, whip the serpent into rage
flames tossing embers, playing catch in the breeze
while another fallen angel lies drowning in the weeds
June, June, my June
Not you, no no not you Juney Juney
My June, no no not you
My June
parasites dance along the hoof of the hog
and the stench of gunpowder penetrates the morning fog
diamonds on it's back, she screamed out his name
the rush of the venom against the Pentecostal flame
the room began spinning, he fell to his knees
the clap of the thunder shook him from his reverie
when the cops found her crawling out on Lee Highway
the blood of the shepherd marked the one that got away
The one that got away was
June, June, my June
Not you, no no not you Juney Juney
My June, no no not you
My June
to be the glass of a mirror is the ultimate disguise
a leaf reveals it’s true color only days before it dies
a leaf reveals it’s true color only days before it dies
a leaf reveals it’s true color only days before it dies
credits
from Come On Angels!,
released July 31, 2020
MIGHTY JOE CASTRO vocals, guitar
DALLAS drums
H00V3R doghouse bass, backing vocals
MIKE STINGLE guitar, backing vocals
Recorded at Miner Street Recordings, Philadelphia
Produced by Brian McTear
Engineered and Mixed by Matt Poirier
Mastered by Ryan Schwabe
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